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Report from OSU campus: after first week

One word, English, to describe everything that is happening to me in quetsi days: overwhelming.
In the sense of the word.

I am faced with a universe of possibilities, I feel tiny and dangerously exposed, but excited and charge like a spring. A multitude of stimuli
vested in me from multiple directions, and every night I'm feeling shocked, confused and deeply grateful for being here and experiencing all of this.
I feel incredibly alive, active, eager to learn, to experience, to discover all the opportunities I offer in this environment is fantastic, huge, full of every kind of activity.
I've never had so need an agenda for the risk of missing the many daily appointments, I have never felt so strongly the need for coffee to keep me awake and ready to assrbire as much as I can, I've never seen so clearly the lack time - I need more time, more and more ..
My implication is total: the physical, emotional, intellectual, psychological and have never heard a place so my campus as this - step into my office or in the many libraries all my waking hours - and I never found between people so similar to me.
In these three weeks I have experienced much more intensely than I ever did in my entire life I have been in any room in Columbus, I did camping with friends, I've been to a concert, a couple of conferences, I attended a training to teach, I taught, I found some great friends , of which I can not get tired even if we spend together 20 of the regular 24 hours of the day ...
I feel lucky, and once again the English gives me a better word: blessed, i feel blessed to be here: still do not understand why all this has happened to me, but I'm grateful.
I've never been so proud of my passion for the culture, which here gives me respect and interesting conversations I have never felt so proud of my mind fast, accurate, reliable, allowing me to coping with an ocean of stimuli and commitments, and I never recognized both the value of my discipline, my dedication to work, here is rewarded and recognized, and promoted both financially and academically.

I'm in my room, and I intend to stay there.
love this place, I'm proud.
I purchased a stock of sweatshirts, T-shirts, notebooks, all types of merchandise at Ohio State University.
I almost fell in love with a colleague, who is gay, however, revealed, and now is my best friend - the best I've ever had except for my brother John.
I met wonderful people with whom I share my days of student and teacher, and with whom I do not feel strange but rather at home, and it's a great feeling - we spend days talking about language, literature, and to compare different languages ... *.*
a paradise I've been to salsa dance and hiphop, to eat chicken wings and drink beer to bursting, with the amusement park Rollercoasters highest in the world, to make camping in a beautiful natural park, a conference on ' occultism and the translation of the dead languages, to groups of reading medieval Latin (course taught by a wonderful English professor, Richard Green) ... But the best nights are those passed to the dorm, is out to sing with the guitar is in the common room to study together - we adopted a curious bed system, with two sofas facing each other: it's great to study it, lying on each other, joking and giving us advice on how to teach this or that, no matter where I teach Italian and other teaching French, Russian, Arabic, English or Japanese!
not feel the need to have someone at my side, my mind is taken from this storm of stimuli - I can not think of anything to work, my classes, my interests are awakened one after another in this environment teeming with life and activity.

are considered a rare event in this universe, thanks to my culture above average: in the course of film criticism I was the only one to know quest''oggi D'Annunzio and decadent, and a similar situation occurred last Thursday in the course of modern literature, when I pitted notions of Foscolo and his poetry ... the only problem I encounter is that everyone here knows that I expect a lot of the culture of my country for the mere fact of being Italian, and I fail to see what - excuse the term - I have split my back on the books for years to reach such a result.
As if the very fact of being Italian somehow infondesse a thorough knowledge of literature and art - I think I can nominate excellent examples to the contrary

=.= I love this country, I am afraid to be the most enthusiastic person to live in Ohio, United States ^.
^ I can not comprehend the fact that they wanted me, on many others - I always think of not doing enough, not up to. The pace here is fast, tight, and you can not stay behind: After one week, the common feeling between me and my colleagues was absolutely exhausted, mentally and physically, and the need to relax - and this week will be worse!
At the same time, however, I feel very excited and ready and eager to know all that still do not know, to teach and see the progress of my students, to study and become the person I want to be a type of person who can respect and I can be proud of.
The same applies to the person with whom he shared my life, having met great people, who think like me in many ways, my threshold of acceptance has become much more severe. To the delight of Sna, which has always accused me of not being selective enough, I sharpened my analytical skills and now there are some basic requirements without which I did not consider a boy.

Well, it's all for now.
write again in the future I hope to have the time /

A kiss to all those who mean something to me, not many but are precious, I miss you very much.
A special hug to John, you will love this place bro =)

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gogonis @ 2007-09-08T19: 27:00

ever.
Given my laziness I decided to start lj this with a video and I do not feel guilty because in a period full of commitments / concerns do not have the time and imagination to write something meaningful.
Obviously the video clips I have not chosen randomly, it means something to me ... good vision.

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Jesus ..

Cami ... at the stake who has ever dared to say that the pace is very relaxed school U.S. ...

are physically and mentally broken after the first day, and I have five hours poor to sleep, preparing for tomorrow's demonstration lesson and cursing my adviser who had the courage to tell us to read 100 pages of teaching techniques at 17, after a grueling eight-hour workshop and when my brain had already told me "that's enough for today" .
The pace is grueling to say the least, and this' adjective used by me - workaholic used to study 20-hour marathon - even scares me: we have a fuller schedule that you can not, where I study and practice alternate with a tight rhythm.

If I survive, I'll do a detailed account of the first week at Ohio State University and last weekend - and then explain what the beer pong , to the delight of Sna.

said all that, I love the campus: I have just returned from the library - 1.05 am - and what struck me most is the noise, the deafening chatter that is both summer.
and nightlife! - At this very late, even people I met who was jogging! oO
and squirrels - but by day: as well as in New York, here is full of squirrels everywhere. Not at all intimidated by my presence, some have even ventured a few inches from my feet to grab some walnut ... _ * fantastic *

I go to bed. I
need to sleep - was not so much that I felt the physical need for rest.


more to come in the weekend (if I survive)

Cam